𝓸𝓷𝓮𝓼𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓼 𝓱.𝓳.𝓹.

𝓓𝓸𝓷'𝓽 𝓽𝓮𝓵𝓵 𝓭𝓪𝓭

Warnings: slight making-out, swearing

Wolfstar is mentioned~

Currently, I'm at Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place, aka my home. Since my dad, Sirius Black, escaped, I've been staying here. It's quite boring, but since Hermione, Ron and his family arrived, It's been much more lively. Still, something or someone was missing...

Harry, my Harry. We started dating during the Tri-Wizard tournament, I was the one who confessed, I mean why not? I took a chance and it paid off. Sadly we didn't have the time to be all lovey-dovey and cute. We were kinda making sure Harry wouldn't die, but still, we made researching fun by saying they're dates. It wasn't perfect, but every second was loved and cherished.

But Cedric's death really messed Harry up. He became distant, I stayed by his side throughout all the nightmare filled nights. I didn't mind at all, I loved that I was able to make him feel better. Even though that jackass did try to push me away, but It's not that easy to get rid of me.

The summer was rough, I wasn't allowed to send him any letters, well neither was Hermione or Ron, or anyone for that matter. Not like that stopped me, I made sure to send him a letter at least once every couple of weeks. I got caught and scolded on multiple occasions. Every time, It was my dad that caught me, everyone except him knew about my and Harry's relationship. It wasn't ideal, but I didn't want my boyfriend to be 6ft under.

Fred and George made it especially difficult to keep the relationship a secret from my dad. They'd see I've been caught and would just start yelling at the top of their lungs "oOooo~ look, everyone! (Y/n) must be sending letters to her boyfriend~" and of course, they used their 'teasing' voices, which kind of helped, because my father just thought they were joking around. Although I wanted to tell dad everything, I really did, but for all I know, he'll turn into a dog and tear Harry apart.

Never mind all of that, tonight, Harry is coming. Finally, after what felt like forever, I'll see him. I've been really worried about him, he tries putting on a brave face, but we all know he's not as okay as he shows. And now because of his stupid cousin and the dementors, I'm even more worried than I was a few weeks ago.

Slowly, but surely, I started getting impatient, I've been pacing my room for 30 minutes, waiting, but still, no sign of Harry, nor the order. Maybe they got caught? Maybe something bad happened? What if they're in trouble?

Without realizing it, I started walking downstairs and towards the front door. My hand was about to touch the handle before someone pulled me away. Of course, It was him.

"Where do you think you're going?" - my dad asked, giving me his stern look, which to be honest I found quite funny.

"Nowhere father dearest." - I answered him cheekily.

"(Y/n), I'm being serious."

"Well no shit you're Sirius" - I grinned a toothy grin. He tried to keep his face as straight as possible, but I could see the sparkle of amusement behind his eyes. He sighed and took a step back from me.

"If you're worried about Harry, I understand, I'm worried too. But he and the others will be here soon. You and I both know that, so stop worrying you're little head and go distract yourself." - he smiled softly and squeezed my shoulder reassuringly.

I smiled back, happy that I was able to calm down. Now I just need a way to distract myself...Wait, I have an idea.

"Da? Is Molly in the kitchen?" - I asked, tilting my head.

"Yes darling, why are you ask-----?" - he didn't get to finish his sentence, I basically sprinted to the kitchen.

Molly didn't even flinch when I ran in, she's probably already used to Fred and George running around the house, wonder if she could catch them with her eyes closed...That would be----- Wait, crap I'm getting distracted.